Look Through My Window

Look Through My Window

Written by John Philips, The Mamas & The Papas

And the rain beats on my roof

And it does not ask for proof

It’s not that lovers are unkind

She always said there’d come a time

When one would leave and one stay behind

We both knew people sometimes change

And lovers sometimes rearrange

And nothing’s quite as sure as change

And the rain beats on my roof

Look through my window to the street below

See the people hurryin’ by

With someone to meet, some place to go

And I know I should let go

She always said “I’m not like you”

“When love is dead, for me it’s through”

“And I will find and love someone new”

Look through my window, yeah, to the street below

See the people hurryin’ by

With someone to meet, some place to go

And I know I should let go

I must admit she knew her mind

And it will not take her long to find

Another place where the sun will shine

And the rain beats on my roof

If I still require proof

Well, the rain beats on my roof (She’s gone)

If I still require proof (She’s gone)

Well, the rain beats on my roof (Look through my window)

If I still require proof (All the people)

Well, the rain beats on my roof (I love her)

If I still require proof (She’s gone)

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